As someone who has often felt like the odd one out, this book a was a fun read.
I appreciated the author’s droll sense of humor as he recounted episodes of his youth.
I found little gems in every chapter which reminded me of my youth and my hard won self-confidence.
School days were anything but golden for me as I never felt that I fit in.
P.E. classes: Miserable. I was almost always the last one chosen for a team. Don’t even get me started on gym uniforms…let’s just say ugly!
Science Fairs: Thank God for boyfriends who helped me with my science projects or else I would still be in 7th grade! The teacher was impressed with my Jacob’s Ladder. So was I. Thank you Doug!
Cliques…if you did not belong to one it could be a lonely time. If you did belong to one, you had a tribe but the price of belonging was often high. In the clique, your focus was boys, clothes, boys, hair, boys…ad nauseam.
The solution. I finally decided that instead of trying to fit in that I would be my own version of myself. At age 15 I declared myself a “tea drinking socialist”. Where that came from I can’t recall but I smile when I remember it.
You know what? I felt better. I looked toward a better life beyond dorky high school. I distanced myself from the cliques and in-crowd and found myself “semi-popular”.
I was not elected homecoming queen but I was chosen to ride in a convertible in the home coming parade representing the debate club. Go nerds! You should have seen my beauty pageant wave.
This little book prompted a walk down memory lane. I enjoyed the stories and the artwork.
I would love to meet the author and hang out. Not sure if he would want to hang out with me no matter how hip I am!
I am thinking of sending it to my 9-year old grandson. I think he would like it. Such is the beauty of the book. It appeals to young people and the not so young alike.
It’s an easy, delightful read which I definitely recommend.
The Odd 1s Out by James Rallison
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